Chapter 9: Superior Yin Pearl
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Chapter 9: Superior Yin Pearl
Dong Lin's condition was rapidly deteriorating. His yin body had been severely weakened, and it might collapse at any moment. He would have to find a physical body to possess in order to stabilize his condition.
"Zhang Lingjun, you wench! Just you wait!" Dong Lin called out fiercely. This composition is securely entrenched in n0v*lbin★
Possession was an art in and of itself. Someone too young would be incapable of having sexual intercourse with Zhang Lingjun, and someone too old might already have developed spiritual power, affecting how comprehensive his possession was. If he were at peak strength, whatever spiritual resistance his unfortunate host could muster would be irrelevant, but now that his yin body was on the verge of breaking apart, it would be problematic for him to encounter a host with any spiritual power at all. However, spiritual power was hardly easy to cultivate; the younger the host, the less likely he was to have any.
Dong Lin glanced at the various unconscious bodies on the deck and homed in Xiao Nanfeng.
Xiao Nanfeng had no time to react before Dong Lin's yin body entered his physical body through the center of his forehead, where the soul was hosted. This wasn't the first time Dong Lin had taken possession of another body, and he made his way in without any resistance at all.
Given his past experience, he was aware that the interior of the forehead was, on a spiritual level, dark and turbid like primordial chaos. All he had to do was shatter the host's will and claim his body for his own.
This time, however, Dong Lin immediately realized that he had miscalculated. The moment he entered Xiao Nanfeng's soulspace, he knew something was wrong. The soulspace brimmed with blue light, like clouds of fog obscuring his vision.
"Spiritual power? How could this be?!"
Anyone who possessed spiritual power would be able to muster up a rudimentary defense against possession. Dong Lin's yin body was on the verge of giving out; he was easy prey!
Suddenly, the misty blue spiritual power transformed into a whirlpool, surrounding Dong Lin and worsening the injuries he had sustained. Xiao Nanfeng was taking the offensive.
"Enough spiritual power to form a whirlpool? How in the world did you manage such a feat? Even an ordinary cultivator at the peak of Immanence would only have traces of spiritual power—what's wrong with you?!" Dong Lin was wracked with fear and shock.
His yin body, at peak strength, was more than sufficient to obliterate Xiao Nanfeng's consciousness. However, he was currently so grievously wounded, his yin body so unstable, that Xiao Nanfeng was able to pose a threat to him despite his nascent cultivation.
"Damn it—if not for Zhang Lingjun's sneak attack, I wouldn't have been so weak! Just who are you?" Dong Lin howled again.
It was obvious in hindsight that Xiao Nanfeng had only been pretending to be unconscious. How had he been so lucky as to choose a host with spiritual power?!
Xiao Nanfeng clutched his head in pain as he recited from Body of Yin. The backlash from the spiritual attacks that he had marshaled sent waves of pain through his head.
"Lad, you won't be able to hold out for long. Just give up and let me out, and I'll pretend as if nothing has happened!" Dong Lin shouted urgently.
But would Xiao Nanfeng be tricked? You're already trapped in my soulspace, so why would I release you? Do you really think I'm so naive as to believe you would let me go if I were to free you?
Before he enacted his plan, however, he caught sight of Ye Dafu and the others not far from where he was standing. He frowned. Ye Dafu and his clique were essentially naive children, but they had been targeting him all throughout his journey. It was past time to teach them a lesson.
"Rummaging through my belongings, trying to set me up, to steal from me—I've had enough of all of you. And you even call me a poor bastard...? Well, blame yourself for what I'm going to do next. All of you are the pride of your families, aren't you? You've grown bigheaded and complacent, but I'll help you correct that. Don't thank me. My fees are exorbitant, you'll see."
Xiao Nanfeng felt at their pockets and pouches, amassing a number of taels of gold and promissory notes.
"Is this it? It can't be—aren't you supposed to be the young master, the scion of the Ye clan? You must have more money than this! Ah, a VIP key? Let me see. If you've rummaged through my belongings, surely you won't mind if I do the same to yours."
Xiao Nanfeng rushed up into Ye Dafu and his lackeys' rooms, searched them thoroughly, and then returned the keys to their respective owners.
Looking at the wad of banknotes he had collected, Xiao Nanfeng smiled at Ye Dafu. "As expected of Young Master Ye and his lackeys, eh? Enough banknotes to be exchanged for ten thousand taels of gold..."
Xiao Nanfeng wrapped the banknotes in wax paper, sealed it, found some tools, took off his clothes, jumped into the sea, dug a small groove into the hull of the ship, and pinned the bundle of wax paper within it to ensure that it wouldn't be lost on the voyage. He didn't dare carry the banknotes with him personally in case he was searched for the theft.
After all that, Xiao Nanfeng climbed back on board, wiped himself dry, and put on his clothes again.
There was little time to waste. Worried that everyone would soon wake up, Xiao Nanfeng was just about to lie down and pretend to have fainted when he suddenly frowned. "Ah, I've forgotten something."
He looked at Zhang Lingjun, who had fainted in the distance.
Dong Lin had caused the majority of her clothes to explode off her body. Although her private regions were still covered, her fair white skin, voluptuous body, and long white legs were still visible to one and all. Despite Xiao Nanfeng's exposure to the Internet in his past life, he felt as though he were about to have a nosebleed. After all, his hormones were surging right around now...
"It would be better if she were to wake up before everyone else—but what if she remained unconscious long after others did? Would she grow furious at the state of her undress and kill everyone on the ship? No one on it would be a match for her..."
If Zhang Lingjun were to wake up, a disaster might well unfold!
What was he to do?
Xiao Nanfeng thought of a plan quickly. He simply had to drag her to one of the lifeboats and have her float away. That would save her the embarrassment and create some distance between her and the ship—it would be enough to prevent her anger, wouldn't it?
Xiao Nanfeng sucked in a deep breath, took off his outer robes, and covered Zhang Lingjun up.
Just as he did so, preparing to lift her up and into one of the lifeboats, Zhang Lingjun's eyes fluttered.
Xiao Nanfeng's eyes widened. He couldn't be that unlucky, could he?
Zhang Lingjun suddenly opened her eyes as Xiao Nanfeng froze. Their gazes met in silence; the air around them seemed to suddenly turn cold. Xiao Nanfeng's forehead began beading with sweat.
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Chapter 9: Superior Yin Pearl
Dong Lin's condition was rapidly deteriorating. His yin body had been severely weakened, and it might collapse at any moment. He would have to find a physical body to possess in order to stabilize his condition.
"Zhang Lingjun, you wench! Just you wait!" Dong Lin called out fiercely. This composition is securely entrenched in n0v*lbin★
Possession was an art in and of itself. Someone too young would be incapable of having sexual intercourse with Zhang Lingjun, and someone too old might already have developed spiritual power, affecting how comprehensive his possession was. If he were at peak strength, whatever spiritual resistance his unfortunate host could muster would be irrelevant, but now that his yin body was on the verge of breaking apart, it would be problematic for him to encounter a host with any spiritual power at all. However, spiritual power was hardly easy to cultivate; the younger the host, the less likely he was to have any.
Dong Lin glanced at the various unconscious bodies on the deck and homed in Xiao Nanfeng.
Xiao Nanfeng had no time to react before Dong Lin's yin body entered his physical body through the center of his forehead, where the soul was hosted. This wasn't the first time Dong Lin had taken possession of another body, and he made his way in without any resistance at all.
Given his past experience, he was aware that the interior of the forehead was, on a spiritual level, dark and turbid like primordial chaos. All he had to do was shatter the host's will and claim his body for his own.
This time, however, Dong Lin immediately realized that he had miscalculated. The moment he entered Xiao Nanfeng's soulspace, he knew something was wrong. The soulspace brimmed with blue light, like clouds of fog obscuring his vision.
"Spiritual power? How could this be?!"
Anyone who possessed spiritual power would be able to muster up a rudimentary defense against possession. Dong Lin's yin body was on the verge of giving out; he was easy prey!
Suddenly, the misty blue spiritual power transformed into a whirlpool, surrounding Dong Lin and worsening the injuries he had sustained. Xiao Nanfeng was taking the offensive.
"Enough spiritual power to form a whirlpool? How in the world did you manage such a feat? Even an ordinary cultivator at the peak of Immanence would only have traces of spiritual power—what's wrong with you?!" Dong Lin was wracked with fear and shock.
His yin body, at peak strength, was more than sufficient to obliterate Xiao Nanfeng's consciousness. However, he was currently so grievously wounded, his yin body so unstable, that Xiao Nanfeng was able to pose a threat to him despite his nascent cultivation.
"Damn it—if not for Zhang Lingjun's sneak attack, I wouldn't have been so weak! Just who are you?" Dong Lin howled again.
It was obvious in hindsight that Xiao Nanfeng had only been pretending to be unconscious. How had he been so lucky as to choose a host with spiritual power?!
Xiao Nanfeng clutched his head in pain as he recited from Body of Yin. The backlash from the spiritual attacks that he had marshaled sent waves of pain through his head.
"Lad, you won't be able to hold out for long. Just give up and let me out, and I'll pretend as if nothing has happened!" Dong Lin shouted urgently.
But would Xiao Nanfeng be tricked? You're already trapped in my soulspace, so why would I release you? Do you really think I'm so naive as to believe you would let me go if I were to free you?
Before he enacted his plan, however, he caught sight of Ye Dafu and the others not far from where he was standing. He frowned. Ye Dafu and his clique were essentially naive children, but they had been targeting him all throughout his journey. It was past time to teach them a lesson.
"Rummaging through my belongings, trying to set me up, to steal from me—I've had enough of all of you. And you even call me a poor bastard...? Well, blame yourself for what I'm going to do next. All of you are the pride of your families, aren't you? You've grown bigheaded and complacent, but I'll help you correct that. Don't thank me. My fees are exorbitant, you'll see."
Xiao Nanfeng felt at their pockets and pouches, amassing a number of taels of gold and promissory notes.
"Is this it? It can't be—aren't you supposed to be the young master, the scion of the Ye clan? You must have more money than this! Ah, a VIP key? Let me see. If you've rummaged through my belongings, surely you won't mind if I do the same to yours."
Xiao Nanfeng rushed up into Ye Dafu and his lackeys' rooms, searched them thoroughly, and then returned the keys to their respective owners.
Looking at the wad of banknotes he had collected, Xiao Nanfeng smiled at Ye Dafu. "As expected of Young Master Ye and his lackeys, eh? Enough banknotes to be exchanged for ten thousand taels of gold..."
Xiao Nanfeng wrapped the banknotes in wax paper, sealed it, found some tools, took off his clothes, jumped into the sea, dug a small groove into the hull of the ship, and pinned the bundle of wax paper within it to ensure that it wouldn't be lost on the voyage. He didn't dare carry the banknotes with him personally in case he was searched for the theft.
After all that, Xiao Nanfeng climbed back on board, wiped himself dry, and put on his clothes again.
There was little time to waste. Worried that everyone would soon wake up, Xiao Nanfeng was just about to lie down and pretend to have fainted when he suddenly frowned. "Ah, I've forgotten something."
He looked at Zhang Lingjun, who had fainted in the distance.
Dong Lin had caused the majority of her clothes to explode off her body. Although her private regions were still covered, her fair white skin, voluptuous body, and long white legs were still visible to one and all. Despite Xiao Nanfeng's exposure to the Internet in his past life, he felt as though he were about to have a nosebleed. After all, his hormones were surging right around now...
"It would be better if she were to wake up before everyone else—but what if she remained unconscious long after others did? Would she grow furious at the state of her undress and kill everyone on the ship? No one on it would be a match for her..."
If Zhang Lingjun were to wake up, a disaster might well unfold!
What was he to do?
Xiao Nanfeng thought of a plan quickly. He simply had to drag her to one of the lifeboats and have her float away. That would save her the embarrassment and create some distance between her and the ship—it would be enough to prevent her anger, wouldn't it?
Xiao Nanfeng sucked in a deep breath, took off his outer robes, and covered Zhang Lingjun up.
Just as he did so, preparing to lift her up and into one of the lifeboats, Zhang Lingjun's eyes fluttered.
Xiao Nanfeng's eyes widened. He couldn't be that unlucky, could he?
Zhang Lingjun suddenly opened her eyes as Xiao Nanfeng froze. Their gazes met in silence; the air around them seemed to suddenly turn cold. Xiao Nanfeng's forehead began beading with sweat.
Chapter 9: Superior Yin Pearl Dong Lin's condition was rapidly deteriorating. His yin body had been severely weakened, and it might collapse at any moment. He would have to find a physical body to possess in order to stabilize his condition. "Zhang Lingjun, you wench! Just you wait!" Dong Lin called out fiercely. This composition is securely entrenched in n0v*lbinPossession was an art in and of itself. Someone too young would be incapable of having sexual intercourse with Zhang Lingjun, and someone too old might already have developed spiritual power, affecting how comprehensive his possession was. If he were at peak strength, whatever spiritual resistance his unfortunate host could muster would be irrelevant, but now that his yin body was on the verge of breaking apart, it would be problematic for him to encounter a host with any spiritual power at all. However, spiritual power was hardly easy to cultivate; the younger the host, the less likely he was to have any. Dong Lin glanced at the various unconscious bodies on the deck and homed in Xiao Nanfeng. Xiao Nanfeng had no time to react before Dong Lin's yin body entered his physical body through the center of his forehead, where the soul was hosted. This wasn't the first time Dong Lin had taken possession of another body, and he made his way in without any resistance at all. Given his past experience, he was aware that the interior of the forehead was, on a spiritual level, dark and turbid like primordial chaos. All he had to do was shatter the host's will and claim his body for his own. This time, however, Dong Lin immediately realized that he had miscalculated. The moment he entered Xiao Nanfeng's soulspace, he knew something was wrong. The soulspace brimmed with blue light, like clouds of fog obscuring his vision. "Spiritual power? How could this be?!" Anyone who possessed spiritual power would be able to muster up a rudimentary defense against possession. Dong Lin's yin body was on the verge of giving out; he was easy prey! Suddenly, the misty blue spiritual power transformed into a whirlpool, surrounding Dong Lin and worsening the injuries he had sustained. Xiao Nanfeng was taking the offensive. "Enough spiritual power to form a whirlpool? How in the world did you manage such a feat? Even an ordinary cultivator at the peak of Immanence would only have traces of spiritual powerwhat's wrong with you?!" Dong Lin was wracked with fear and shock. His yin body, at peak strength, was more than sufficient to obliterate Xiao Nanfeng's consciousness. However, he was currently so grievously wounded, his yin body so unstable, that Xiao Nanfeng was able to pose a threat to him despite his nascent cultivation. "Damn itif not for Zhang Lingjun's sneak attack, I wouldn't have been so weak! Just who are you?" Dong Lin howled again. It was obvious in hindsight that Xiao Nanfeng had only been pretending to be unconscious. How had he been so lucky as to choose a host with spiritual power?! Xiao Nanfeng clutched his head in pain as he recited from Body of Yin. The backlash from the spiritual attacks that he had marshaled sent waves of pain through his head. "Lad, you won't be able to hold out for long. Just give up and let me out, and I'll pretend as if nothing has happened!" Dong Lin shouted urgently. But would Xiao Nanfeng be tricked? You're already trapped in my soulspace, so why would I release you? Do you really think I'm so naive as to believe you would let me go if I were to free you? Before he enacted his plan, however, he caught sight of Ye Dafu and the others not far from where he was standing. He frowned. Ye Dafu and his clique were essentially naive children, but they had been targeting him all throughout his journey. It was past time to teach them a lesson. "Rummaging through my belongings, trying to set me up, to steal from meI've had enough of all of you. And you even call me a poor bastard...? Well, blame yourself for what I'm going to do next. All of you are the pride of your families, aren't you? You've grown bigheaded and complacent, but I'll help you correct that. Don't thank me. My fees are exorbitant, you'll see." Xiao Nanfeng felt at their pockets and pouches, amassing a number of taels of gold and promissory notes. "Is this it? It can't bearen't you supposed to be the young master, the scion of the Ye clan? You must have more money than this! Ah, a VIP key? Let me see. If you've rummaged through my belongings, surely you won't mind if I do the same to yours." Xiao Nanfeng rushed up into Ye Dafu and his lackeys' rooms, searched them thoroughly, and then returned the keys to their respective owners. Looking at the wad of banknotes he had collected, Xiao Nanfeng smiled at Ye Dafu. "As expected of Young Master Ye and his lackeys, eh? Enough banknotes to be exchanged for ten thousand taels of gold..." Xiao Nanfeng wrapped the banknotes in wax paper, sealed it, found some tools, took off his clothes, jumped into the sea, dug a small groove into the hull of the ship, and pinned the bundle of wax paper within it to ensure that it wouldn't be lost on the voyage. He didn't dare carry the banknotes with him personally in case he was searched for the theft. After all that, Xiao Nanfeng climbed back on board, wiped himself dry, and put on his clothes again. There was little time to waste. Worried that everyone would soon wake up, Xiao Nanfeng was just about to lie down and pretend to have fainted when he suddenly frowned. "Ah, I've forgotten something." He looked at Zhang Lingjun, who had fainted in the distance. Dong Lin had caused the majority of her clothes to explode off her body. Although her private regions were still covered, her fair white skin, voluptuous body, and long white legs were still visible to one and all. Despite Xiao Nanfeng's exposure to the Internet in his past life, he felt as though he were about to have a nosebleed. After all, his hormones were surging right around now... "It would be better if she were to wake up before everyone elsebut what if she remained unconscious long after others did? Would she grow furious at the state of her undress and kill everyone on the ship? No one on it would be a match for her..." If Zhang Lingjun were to wake up, a disaster might well unfold! What was he to do? Xiao Nanfeng thought of a plan quickly. He simply had to drag her to one of the lifeboats and have her float away. That would save her the embarrassment and create some distance between her and the shipit would be enough to prevent her anger, wouldn't it? Xiao Nanfeng sucked in a deep breath, took off his outer robes, and covered Zhang Lingjun up. Just as he did so, preparing to lift her up and into one of the lifeboats, Zhang Lingjun's eyes fluttered. Xiao Nanfeng's eyes widened. He couldn't be that unlucky, could he? Zhang Lingjun suddenly opened her eyes as Xiao Nanfeng froze. Their gazes met in silence; the air around them seemed to suddenly turn cold. Xiao Nanfeng's forehead began beading with sweat.
